Why 70s Kids Are The Strongest Generation
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- Опубліковано 26 вер 2024
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I was raised in the 1970s and went to school in the 1980s, so expect some humorous nostalgic trips to the past for Over 50 Gen X, Gen Jones and Baby Boomers. And because I am a very proud alum of the University of Georgia who was born and raised in Athens, you will definitely see some videos about the Georgia Bulldogs (Go Dawgs!).
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Thanks Karen ! What's funny is you're from the southern U.S and I grew up in Edmonton,a Canadian city of 1.5 million halfway to the Arctic. My girlfriend grew up in a small town. But all our experiences were exactly the same 😂.
@@gp7910 I grew up in Melbourne, Australia and my upbringing was identical to both of yours. I feel for the kids today who dont get the freedoms we got when we were young.
@@iankearns774 Thats funny Ian! Btw have to visit Melbourne one day!
That's cool to know! Yes, we were lucky to grow up when we did.
@@iankearns774
I love that we all have these shared experiences! What a fun childhood! @@gp7910
Go outside and play, don’t come back until the streetlights come on !
Now can't even tell if the street lights are: ON 🤦♂️🤦♀️
"Where are yez going?"
Down the creek.. "
Yez home for lunch?"
Nuh, we'll take a banana with us..
"Righto, be home before dark, no playing with matches, no throwing stones and watch out for snakes.."
Righto dad.. (negotiations with a strict Australian father, circa 1976)
Depending on your neighborhood you could sometimes stay out longer.
Nope. We were told, “Be back in time to get ready for (or even make) dinner. Do NOT be late!” Even though we were outside. Without watches. But don’t dare run inside to check the time. Yeah, that was a fun Squid Game.
@@heatherqualy9143 be home for dinner or you miss dinner….
Can we get a shout out to the metal merry go round that went 30mph and threw kids everywhere 😂
And we all loved it!😂
Those rocked…except the instant one was flung off backward onto the concrete! Lmao
It was a waiting weapon of revenge.
I loved that thing! And the 15 foot slide!
Don’t forget the splinters from the wooden bench seats
“Stop crying or I’ll give you something to cry about!”
Oh yeahhh......I remember that one.
You wanna knuckle sandwich?
Absolute class , My biggest regret was when my dad used to say "do you want a smack " was not to put my fingers to my lips, frown a bit and say "can I think about it and get back to you." 😂...he would have killed me but its still a regret ...
Omg my parents use to say that all the time lol
*...said every one of our parents.*
Remember how exciting it was when the wall phone rang and we had no idea who was calling?
And supper was not interrupted to answer the phone.
@@LoveHisappearing I could hear my brother breathing on the extension phone when I was trying to talk on the phone with my boyfriend.
@@heatherjane1919party line
@@heatherjane1919 who it was ooo Mr fancy pants single line!!! We had the party line🥺😊 how many many was that? One, two, or was it a short ring then two regular? No privacy
If I didn't answer its because I wasn't home.
Remember you could love John Denver, The Carpenters and Led Zeppelin at the same time?
I still do
said no one...
@@mycat2230 you’ve clearly never seen my dad’s 8-track tapes.
Yesss! Still do
And Willie Nelson.
From our point of view, it wasn’t neglect that we lived through. It was glorious freedom.
Yep, real freedom with no responsibilities, good times
@@vivian9187 "Right now we have freedom AND responsibility. It's a very groovy time!" ~Austin Powers
Truth
@@vivian9187 Couldn't care less about so-called "responsibilities" if I don't have freedom. GIVE ME BACK MY FREEDOM!
And with that freedom we learned Social Skills. We learned how to take care of ourselves from Sunlight to Sunset with out supervision or our parents looking for us. They knew we knew when supper would be ready. We cover some serious miles in the course of a day. We knew how to patch a Bicycle Tube on the spot. I threw papers. I always had a extra tube, patch kit and Air pump.
Safety? Heck, Evil Kneivel was our idol!
The things we did on pushbikes were insane. I remember a gang of us all under 10 finding a piece of wood, then adding a car tire after each jump. Didn't notice the danger as it was gradual.
So true! 😂
I must have made a thousand jumps off our DIY ramps with my Huffy bike with the banana seat. I'm still amazed I survived that although it does explain some aches and pains I feel now at 56.
💯 😂
I forgot about Evil Kneivel. For a few years I lived near his ramp for jumping the St. Lawrence River. He never did it. That was one big ramp; it stayed up for years.
The latch-key kids! The generation that raised themselves!
But somehow still got discipline!
I should have done a better job!😂
@@SpressoHead I was latchkey, I enjoyed the freedom of having the house to myself for a few hours! I never left the house & didn't allow anyone to come over. I cooked my lunch & watched cartoons!
So that's what wrong with them!
@@KeleWele23and porn on rented VHS tapes😂
Who else is scrolling the comments to reminisce? What a fun, tough, and wild generation to grow up in!
me too---I feel sorry for today's kids because the vibe back then was so much better.
Me!! I love the comments :)
😂😂 me
😂😂me too.. 😂
@@KarenMorganComedyso true plus our commercial..
Parents do you know where your kids are??
The stainless steel slides that were 30 feet long and 2000 degrees 😂😂😂
OMG yes! And merry go rounds!
😂😂😂😂😂❤❤yep!!!! Sliding on wax paper to make them faster
And with those Adidas short shorts back then, it was quite easy to roast your little acorns on those slides if you weren't careful if you were a guy that is.
There's one still there in the town park of Chetopa, Kansas. Along with the long wooden teeter-totters and an industrial metal merry-go-round.
And no soft rubber ground protection in playgrounds, when you fell it was usually onto concrete or gravel!
I was raised by parents who believed in benevolent neglect. "Oh good, you are still alive. Have dinner."
I remember us thinking some kids had crazy parents that would tell them when they need to be home and had curfews. Widerdos! 😂
@@Penny-mk7fvwell to be honest in my neighborhood we did have the "go home the street light are on" rule.
My mother called it benign neglect!!!
@@pmc2999 I remember the streetlight rule too!
...and if things went badly the parents would just crank out another one ...
Anyone remember trying to speed dial their local radio station on a rotary phone? 😂
You just hoped there weren't any 9's or 0's
Lmao
@@duckluvnmom2802 we would dial everything but the last number and then wait and hope
Yea 555 234 hold the five........now!!!!
Or forcing it backwards so it would "Go Faster"
Proud Gen-Xer here that grew up feral and wouldn't want it any other way.
Ditto dat.
FE-RAL! Ate honeysuckle and wild berries for lunch, drank out of the garden hose (with rust on the end), and risked your life on the playground equipment that was over cement/asphalt. As long as you were home before the streetlights came on and didn't embarrass your unconcerned parents out in public, we were left to our own devices. FE-RAL!🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
You young whipper snapper. I used to tease my friend who was born just about a month after me. I was a different generation lol. I was born in December and she was born in January. The end 1964 is when it changed.
hell yeah, me as well!
Talk to any Silent Gen. Ask them what they got up to while their parents were distracted by WWII. We are feral-lite compared to them.
I was a teen in the 70's. We did so much dumb, crazy stuff.. And there's not a digital record of it anywhere.
And thank goodness🤣
So true 😂
Same here. I’m 64. Miss those days
😁😆😁😆
Truth
Yes, I drank water from a green garden hose, and I waited for it to cool down, too. Still here.
It’s a miracle!!
And it tasted real good!!! 😂
I got giardia from drinking outta the hose. You know who cared? Nobody.
you would burn your lips on the hot metal screw
We had a nice lady in our neighborhood who put out a metal community cup on her spigot. The school was next door so we’d play there and grab a lukewarm drink of water and share germs with everyone when it got hot. Good times.
True stories: (I was born in early 70s, my Dad... late 30s (Black, in Arkansas).
1. I told my Dad (as a 10yo) I was gonna call Child Protective Services (or whatever it was called back then) on him. He looked up the number, wrote it down for me, wished me good luck with my new family and told me to write every Christmas.
2. I told my Dad (as a 13yo) I was going to run away. He got a suitcase, helped me pack, carried my bag just outside the front door, shook my hand like a man, wished me luck, and shut the door in my face. (I learned many years later he then called my best friend's parents to tell them I was on my way. I stayed the weekend and came back home of course.)
One of the sharpest, no-nonsense men I ever knew - miss you Dad.
My brother would always scream "CHILD ABUSE"!!! My dad would pause for a second then go right back to what he was doing.
@@Vpzoe beautiful share! thank you
When my sister said she was going to run away, my mom packed a few things and pointed to the door. Said youll come back when your hungry!
Possibly the best comment on UA-cam, thanks for the laugh and the tears. Miss my Dad too.
@@Vpzoe I ran away and they never knew I was gone. 😂
"Gen-X ... raised on hose water and neglect". I just saw this on a t-shirt the other day and I was overcome with nostalgia.
hose water connoisseurs, we learned quickly which ones were fine to drink from. just like bubblers, there was always that backwards kid that put their whole mouth on the end of the hose...ugh, they were last - always - cuz if they weren't, you'd prefer to go thirsty.
And don't forget Pride!
What a fantastic T-shirt!
My kids actually told me that they wished they had the same childhood as me, we had 3 blocks of the neighborhood where all of us kids went to the swimming pool every day together and in the evening we played tag, kick the can and red Rover and we had to be in by dark which is about 9pm in the summer and those were fun times, my kids stay in the house all day on their phones but i take them on little trips to amusement parks with their cousins when I can.
Omg yes drinking out of the backyard hose and being out from dawn to dusk
We’re the generation that survived Slip-N-Slides!
Don't use dish soap!!
And Jarts.
hahaa but millennials, too!!
Even Gen Alpha has Slip N Slides, but you guys did get to them first
Falling of bikes, skateboards, trees, fences, roofs, hit with darts, golf balls, footballs, baseballs, softballs (which are not soft!), frisbees, crashed a horse once even, hit head on side of pool after not clearing a backflip, sliding down flood control channels, exploring flood drains, trespassing pretty much everywhere. I was definitely the most careful and risk adverse person in the 80s I knew!
When my appendix burst, on the way to the ER, I was told there had better be something wrong with me.
I had a boyfriend who had the same - his boomer parents thought he was faking!
My brother cut off the tip of his middle finger once & my father told me to go look for the piece! He was taking him to the doctor. Smh
😂
Do we have the same parents?
Yes we're triplets... My mom mocked me at thirteen... "I'm dying... I'm dying... Take me to the doctor.... Wah wah wah...". The doctor told my mom, "Why'd you being him here? He needs to be in emergency!" Haha... I still don't let her live it down and once gave her a spanking with wooden spoons to remember haha
Born in ‘55, teenager in the 70’s, great music, great cars, great time to be alive!
I get almost paranoid telling my kids and grandkids about the 70s. The best decade EVA🙌.
The freedom, and the muuusssic ...shooo🙈.
That music is now played and loved as Old School 👌
Watch "The Pom Pom Girls" (1976).
I was born 54 and I am amazed how we all got along fine without cell phones and computers, but we sure did and we were having the time of our lives. Society has just devolved since then. Anyone want proof, look at the obesity and illnesses including mental illness. my husband came from a family of 10 and they all played outside roaming around the city until the street lights came on and it was time to go home for dinner. Nothing happened to my husband or any of his brothers and sisters.
@@sunsioux444 I agree, if we fell down, we rubbed some dirt, or got a bandage and went back to doing whatever it was we were doing.Unless we actually broke a bone or needed stitches, there was no trips to the ER. As far as safety was concerned, we grew up without A/C so we left both the front and back doors open for ventilation, just had the screen doors “latched “, and this was growing up in Kansas City in the 60’s!
@@tonyscates1884 sounds ideal 🙏🏻
Mastering the art of recording our favorite songs off the radio and clicking the record/stop buttons as soon as the DJ came on air.
OMG... great one .
Bad news.... my tape got all wound up , so my new step dad had to fix it.
It was awful, because he heard me telling my best friend that I didn't like him.
I hated hurting his feelings.
Blowing into the Nintendo cartridge to get it to work! 👊👊👊
I used to make mix tapes of video game music in the late '80s/early '90s (and I had a MacGyver mullet).
I still love recording my music
Yeah I learned a lot about the first note of every 80s song doing that.
Cursing the DJ for talking over the track/not announcing it.
1969 baby here. Candy cigarettes and wax candy lips. Parents stayed up late in summer smoking and drinking and playing cards, while all the kids ran wild. Dancing the Bump and the Hustle. If we complained about being bored, Dad made us do pushups. We shoveled snow, scrubbed toilets, stacked firewood, cooked meals, drove several years before getting our licenses. Farm kids-we sometimes drove ourselves to school on tractors for the hell of it, and it was legal at any age. What a world. Checking the mail for a letter from the crush you met at church camp. Climbing trees. Watching soap operas with Grandma because there was only one tv and three channels. Dancing to American Bandstand on Saturday mornings. Sleeping in the unheated upstairs bedrooms while the adults got the comfy spots downstairs because we were kids and hadn’t earned the comfort privileges yet. Beautiful, beautiful life.
As farm kids, did you challenge one another to touch the electric fence with a millet stalk? 😂
You said it. It was a wonderful time to grow up!
Omg I can relate 1000%
Awesome… I’m keeping that
I'm a baby boomer but you just described my childhood.😊
I learned to never say "I'm bored!" Cause they would give you something to do, usually cleaning something.
Yes. My husband I were just discussing that. If you ever dared to say, "I'm bored," then you were in for a full weekend of chores. "Oh you're bored. Well, the garage needs to be cleaned out..." Oooof.
🤣🤣🤣 yep!
Soooo true, we read a lot of books and were forced to clean our rooms 😂
Yeah... Like....
"Go read the encyclopedia !"
I don't ever remember being bored as a kid. If anything there wasn't enough time in the day to get it all done. Once we dug out a tunnel fort, timber reenforced of course. I'm talking underground maze of tunnels and rooms over built over one summer. It took us weeks of digging, and building. All from scrap wood we scavenged from the woods. Our plan was to live there. Some proto-Karen reported it and the authorities decided it wasn't "safe" for a bunch of 12 year old kids to be building an underground fortress where we might one day launch our attack from. So they decided to destroy it. But it was so large and so deep they had to bring out heavy earth moving equipment to destroy it. ...we were pissed.
Dirt bikes and 22s were part of my middle school years. We looked like some sort Jr Mad Max gang heading out to the woods to raid it for scraps of porn magazines and other useful items.
That's right, we didn't have internet porn. We had to scavenge that too. Strangely you could find little pieces of weathered and torn up scraps of Playboy magazine in the woods, that some other unknown kids had probably liberated from their fathers collection. It all ended up in the woods, like mana from perdition.
But it was never complete porn. You might get a boob, half a butt, or strike gold and get some bush. Then you'd have to use your imagination to fill in the blanks. We launched rockers, flew gas powered model airplanes on a string, made explosives, and different pyrotechnics. It was crazy fun.
1966 kid here. Who remembers competing on Field Day? Blue ribbon for first place, silver for second, and red for third, and if you didn't finish in the top three, you got nothing! No participation trophies back then, you either won or lost and it felt great to beat other kids on Field Day.
I’m so glad you brought up Field Day! I need to write a bit about it. My kids field day had no winners so no tug of war. Ugh!
After all that exercise all we got was one tiny glass of orange drink.
We got fitness tests, platinum, gold silver, and bronze. Being farm kids, most of the class were gold and platinum. I doubt video gamers could do 40+ situps a minute, then go to math class, calculators are cheating.
@chuckm4540 Yep, and I blame gen X (my generation) and Boomers for deciding handing out trophies to every kid was a good idea. Do you blame the children, do you think they decided to give themselves all trophies? I dont get it, we're supposed to be the adults yet we take no responsibility and pass the blame on to young Americans. Pathetic.
You are the reason young Americans blame Boomers and X-ers for making their lives so unrewarding, and they're right.
@KarenMorganComedy That's very sad for you for kids. Is that their fault or is yours? Are they the ones making those decisions or is it your generation? Time to take responsibilty for the mess you've made x-ers and even more so, boomers.
When I claimed I was running away, Dad offered to pack my bags.
I got as far as the backyard with my Little Rascals run-away bag on a stick.
I was way over dramatic in the 70s 😂😂😂😅😅😅😅😅😅😂😂😂😂
I did run away for 6 months then called my mother and said I'm ready to come home...she said we're are you ....and I said another state...she picked me up and she got pulled over for speeding ..cop said why are you speeding..she said I just picked my daughter up and taking her home ...after being gone for 6 months and showed him the FBI run away flyer...he then wrote her a speeding ticket and said slow it down😂😂😂😂😂I survived
Same.😃
Be back in time to help make dinner.
Mother would make us pack our bags, then sit at the bottom of the stairs, waiting to be picked up.
Born in 1960. Spent most of my time alone or with friends running the woods and rivers. Snow skiing, skating and biking with no helmet or pads. Swimming in rivers and lakes with no floats. Riding in the back of the pick-up truck. Climbing trees as high as we could. The whole world's gone soft.
Riding in the back of pickups, climbing trees, rode bikes everyday but we had no helmets. I remember people Rebelling because they were making seat belt laws.
Soft is not the first word I would choose but I pretty much grew up the same way.
6-26. The best year to be born!
Hahaha, seat belts. We were in the back of an open pickup truck. We weren't even inside the vehicle. Nothing like a good pot hole to nearly bounce someone out.
We had a huge maple tree perfectly branched for climbing. I climbed to the very top. Got a little windy. I was afraid to come down. Not sure how dad had the courage to get as high as he did on little bitty branches to talk me down. Life was so much fun.😊😊😊
@@nonya.biznessthe news wasn’t as prevalent as it is today. Trust and believe kids were harmed and went missing back then but u didn’t hear about it like u do today
Our generation had mosh pits, kids today have safe spaces. We are NOT the same!
Literally no kid today has an actual safe space. Sure their circumstances are different. I should hope we improve things for our kids over time and not sum them up with cartoonish stereotypes.
In regards to your 1st sentence, no, not in the world. But these "safe spaces" are ALL OVER college campuses and even high schools. A room where they have stuffed animals to hug and to cry on; crayons to color with; legos to "de-stress", @MadTracker
I was told all about these, 5 or 6 years ago, by one of my colleagues/subordinates. I thought he was joking. Then I SAW 😳 one of these rooms, with my own eyes! 😮
@@MadTrackerexcept they actually do have dedicated "safe spaces" 😂😂😂
@@MadTracker Ah, this one has blinders on...
Absolutely. From Seattle, born 75 the 90s were the best for grunge bands!
Remember calling random phone numbers on the rotary dial land line phones and crank phone calling people? LOL
@@dana44ism every Saturday for years lol
Oh my gosh, yes! And doing funny accents whenever you called restaurants? LOL...
I met one of my brothers friends (years before he did) thru a random prank phone call. lol
Hahaha how many of us were left alone at home, and when our parent left, the only instructions were, don't answer the phone, don't go outside and don't burn down the house 😂😂😂
I remember being left alone at home at night when I was about 5 or 6 years old, with my 7 or 8 year old brother. We crank called every phone number we could come up with then put ourselves to bed. My mom wasn’t too far away: just down the street and around the corner at our friends’ place. No one cared and no one called child services. We were just fine cause we had common sense. 😊
ROFL
I spent most of that time trying to prevent my little brothers from burning down the house or hurting themselves. Smh. But we’re all still here, right? Those were some really interesting times. Nothing like today.
Latch key kids
Geeze ! And I thought I was neglected.
Now I'm finding out I'm normal.
I played with lawn darts.
Jarts!
And they were awesome! Getting rid of stuff like that just feeds into the pussification of America!
I still have them!
lawn darts were the BEST!! AKA JARTS. lol
@@debiboyd364 mine are long gone. Likely 20 years and 15 garage sales ago. My mom definitely did not hang onto that stuff, and if she did, my son would have found them when he was a kid. Between my siblings kids and mine, not too much of our youth survived. Though, like I said, some our kids have some of it.
Water from the garden hose was THE BEST!!!!
Or the fire hydrant!
Still do it. Ain't killed me yet...
Water from the garden hose… told my 3 daughters about this… they looked at me like “You drank from what?!!!!”🤣🤣
Best flavor out there 😂
I drank from the paddles , from melted snow springs in the woods, from a river , from the pond, you name it, push frogs and algae aside and drink,
1959 here. In hindsight, the ‘70’s were a magic time. Music, puberty, freedom, future and family. All of it gone now, except the music that will live on for a LONG time. Even my 30 something kids love the music.
@timn4481 Peak Boomers were born 1959 through 1964 and were kids and teenagers during the 1970's.
@@UseR459-z8x I think the music will live forever
@@kimberlyquinlan6788 Unfortunately they keep ADDING weird SOUNDS into the Old Tracks now. Glad I have FLAC and LP's of the Good old ORIGINAL Aired Recordings. I HATE what they are doing to the past music here in the present. I have ALEXA alerting me regularly about NEW MUSIC being released by DEAD Artists!!! Are you kidding me???
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The "shut up or I'll give you something to cry about" generation. Those were the best days of our lives, and now we're on the downhill side picking up speed.
“You’re going to enjoy this as a family wether you like it or not”
Or "Boys, don't let me get up from this chair'"
Dad would take off his black leather belt known as black beauty and snap it together,it worked for a little while anyways😂
@@Toni-zp1cs "Keep it up and you'll talk to Mister 5."
And remember the classic "Don't make me pull this car over!? "LOL!
Gen X, the best generation EVA!!!!!! Child of the 70's, Teens in the 80's, and in my 20's in the 90's, but forgotten in the 2000's and beyond....and I don't GAF!!!! 🤣🤣🤣
Gen X is the best generation ever! We get shit done and no B.S. We remember the world before the internet & smartphones. We got stuck between the baby Boomers & millennials & that has only made us stronger!😂
I’m only now beginning to appreciate how great it was. The fashion was crap though.
@@BrakdaytonOh god, remember legwarmers? 😂 And the hair! I spent half the money I got from my afternoon checkout job on hairspray.
What a time to be a teen. I was 10 in 1980 and turned 20 on 1990. Man I got a lot done in that decade, even 2 years in the army. Now I look back the the last 10 years of my life and it is a boring blur.
Well said 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
"My house better be clean before I get home from work!"
Anyone remember “Click-Clacks”? Two hard plastic balls on a double string with a loop you held, and you had to make them hit together up and down. Fast. I can’t believe we never knocked our eyes out with them
Oh, I remember those!
And when they broke it like a piece of volcanic glass.
HAHAHAHAHAH….death on two strings….MAN! Those were the days huh?
@@arogue1519 absolutely! Good description!
Omg!!! Those were the worst!!! Killed several people lol!!!
"What are you doing inside!?? go play somewhere!
It was the opposite for me. My mom had a hard time getting us to come inside. Even got in trouble numerous times for riding my bike across town in San Diego to play with friends in the old neighborhood or riding 20 miles to the beach. I was 8 at the time. I guess that would be child neglect in the snowflake generations.😂
my dear fathers words to my ears.
home by dark was the rule. i could go to the friends on the weekend after dark. We would never stay inside. btw,
i was born in 1972
"Get out of the house" was mom's way of resolving fights between us brothers.
"Go play in the traffic!"
Gen X is okay being forgotten. Happened all the time growing up and that made us tough and resilient.
That’s true! We were latch key kids. Sent ourselves to school. Played outside past dawn. No one cared for us then and they don’t now!
We did thead the fine line.
The ones that are alive.
No way Gen X should be patting themselves on the shoulder too much. After all, Gen Z is YOUR KIDS, Xers!
@@christopherwarren4293 what's wrong with Gen Z?
For a generation that doesn’t care about being forgotten we sure do talk about it a lot 😂
But its only us listening. ❤
But only amongst ourselves
"It is not our job to entertain you."
I can hear my Dad's voice saying that.
My mom, too. "If you need something to entertain you, I have dustrag with your name on it. Now get out of my hair."
"m is for mother, not for maid"
@@marcellacruser951 This was my mom's favorite way to get me out of the house!
HA HA HA! A CLASSIC!!!
“Stop crying or I’ll give you something to cry about”
*..said by every parent at least once.*
Let's not forget "Children should be seen and not heard". We learned to push our emotions, feelings, and comments way down.
Heard that phrase I don't know how many times. Or even better: 'fine, the more you cry the less you'll pee"😂
“ I’ll turn this car around right now “
I heard "because I said so" a lot.
Our parents were helicopter parents. They flew us in dropped us off and flew away. Kinda like Special Forces team in the jungle
lol
That's a great analogy. We are the true survivors.
@stvargas69 Yeeessss!!!! 😂❤❤❤
Ha! Yes!
Nailed it 😂
58 here, the 70s was my whole childhood from 4 ,to 14, then the 80s hit
Who remembers "Clackers"? That defines 70's kids. You could be playing alone with them and knock yourself out!
Yes!!
But I could never do them in a complete circle😅
My husband still has his from back in the day👍😄😄💫✌️
CLACKERS!!! Haven't thought about those in decades! They were popular after marbles but before cabbage patch dolls & cabbage pail kids!
I have purple clackers.
It required strength, rhythm, and bravery to kick em into high gear.
Mine were lime green and I beat the @#$& out of my own self daily trying to master it 😂😂
1975 here, Poland. When I was 9 years old, I walked 5 km to school through a secret hole in the fence through a Russian military base. When a large road was being built near my city near the lake, I built a raft from construction boards and sailed out on it, and 100 meters from the shore it fell apart. But I was already a great swimmer then. I made fireworks from scratch when I was 12. Today, my parents would probably go to prison for what I did and not taking care of me. I had a wonderful, adventurous childhood and today I am happy and I don't know what stress is.
That is hardcore..Poland was part of the Soviet empire then!
@@wendyflatt39 sort of, but we never gave up, not even the kids. And my parents taught me real history
Clearly ur a Genius.. esp with the firecracker .. 🤩
Okay, you WIN! Most neglected (and happy) childhood certificate of completion.
Wow! That's badass!! Also, love that your username has Makowiec in it!! My family is American, but we have kept the tradition of making Makowiec for Easter and Christmas every year for over 100 years. It has a special place in my heart 🥰
LOL man I remember pounding each other with dodge balls. The teachers didnt care they were out in the smoking area tending to their hangovers. Class of 84
On certain days I can still smell that rubber ball.
I can still hear the sounds they made when they hit someone.
😂😂❤ All this!
I have dodge ball PTSD.
Where I grew up (70s central Illinois), _dodgeball_ was the game where kids lined up along the wall while another kid threw the ball at them. _Bombardment_ was played with two teams throwing the balls at each other.
But then we also called Duck, Duck, Goose . . . Duck, Duck, _Grey Duck._
Gen X right here. Born in late 60’s. Had first job at age 10 (paper route), rode my bike everywhere, walked to school on occasion never complained, kept my room cleaned. Did what my parents told me to do and I did good in school. Stayed hard-working and I never took anything for granted I knew things were not for free. Didn’t have cell phones at the time, did not need them. We had made actual phone calls to friends.
The street lights were our universal sign that when they turned on at night, it was time to go home.
Hell no. We stayed out collecting all the traffic cones and making road blocks in our friends streets
Living in the country, no streetlights, we just went home when it got dark.
Absolutely. Indeed, if we were inside we'd be told go out and play. Except the bookworms and budding musicians!
You had streetlights?😂
@@hoonaticbloggs5402 🤣😂🤣😂
Being born in GENERATION X, I remember...
- It took time to write a letter and excitedly check the mailbox every afternoon for a week for a reply.
- Playing with other kids outside who we didn't know.
- Sending text messages to friends in class written on a tiny piece of paper and passed down the line by classmates.
- Making personalised mix-tapes by recording songs off the radio as gifts for our friend's birthdays.
- When drinking beer dregs with cigarette butts in them after a party didn't send us to the emergency room.
- Peanuts were a snack, not a death sentence.
- The only “safe space” we knew was a bomb shelter.
- Rewinding the mix-tapes on the end of a pencil to save battery power on our Walkman.
- Watching Greatest American Hero every week to find out if he will ever learn to land.
- Working summer jobs to earn money to buy what we wanted.
- Asking a person out on a date in person.
- Having to line up against the wall with our siblings so our mother could snap the last two photos so she can develop the roll of film.
- Waiting until the next day for the roll of film to be developed.
- Fast food was a treat, not a lifestyle.
- A bag of chips was full.
- Board games were fun.
- Dial the radio station on a rotary phone to be the first caller with the correct answer to win pizza.
- There was no redial on a rotary phone.
- When left at home alone, parents would call home on the landline, hang up after two rings, then call again as a code to answer the phone.
- Things would be repaired, not replaced.
- A hiding was warranted for misbehaviour.
- Kids learning basic survival skills.
- Boy Scouts was a thing to envy.
- Chores around the house was a requirement for living under your parent's roof.
- Farting on your sibling's head was funny, not assault.
- Parents telling kids to "Go play on the road" wasn't deemed as parental negligence.
- Falling off the jungle gym was usually our own fault, not the fault of the manufacturer.
- Music was music.
- Getting a Penthouse magazine created instant friends.
- "Snake" was the best video game ever!
- "Aqua Rings" kept us entertained for hours.
- Rolling down the car window was air conditioning.
- The three things in a First-Aid kit were Band-aids, Mercurochrome, and Dettol.
- Finding a book at a library to study was like searching for lost treasure.
- Being on a phone call and stretching to reach for something but can't quite get it because the phone's curly cord wasn't quite long enough.
- Bad actions had consequences.
- Losing a competition meant no medal.
- Constantly calling the video store to find out whether anyone has returned a copy of the latest release of the film that was completely rented out.
- Browsing at the video store.
- A dollar bought a full bag of candy.
- The family ate dinner together in the same room.
- Slamming down the phone was the most satisfying way to end an argument.
- "Trick-or-Treating" with no fear.
- MTV had music.
The best time to grow up.
-Telling someone you liked something they did instead using an emoji
👍btw
lol, my first aid kit still only contains band aids, paracetamol and dettol!
Well done.
Great list.
Born in 1962, grew up in the 70's............what a magical time to be a kid, and especially a teenager !
@@gannman2001 same and just turned 62.
Im 62 also!!!
@gannman2001 Agreed! Born in 1963. Life was so much better, real, offering you the chance to truly grow and become strong and capable. Trying to pass this mindset on to my young kids today.
@@gannman2001 born in 61.
Same - Born in 1962 in small town America and it was idyllic (in retrospect)... at the time it seemed a struggle 😂
I think it was Eastwood who said "The whole country has become pussified"😂😂
I wouldn't change any of this for a minute. Kids today don't know what they have missed. Having your own cell phone is not the answer.
frfr...U AINT LYIN'
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I hate cell phones and I still carry my old flip phone. Once I retire that son of a bitch is going into the garbage can. Still have my computer though ;)
@@troynov1965 fact!
@@cAlmliKeAboMb2023 I remember in the early mid 70s we lived out in a real rural area. My father was working on a ranch. We still had a party line lol.
@@cAlmliKeAboMb2023 FACT !!! 💯🎯👍
Remember buying Levi jeans & they were so dark & thick, took 3 years to break them in. Then cut them off for shorts.
Pinched the back of your knee when you sat down, too
ya because your parents would not buy too many clothes until the old ones were worn out.
If you were lucky! Heaven forbid if your mom bought you Toughskins!™
My mama beat my ass for putting river stones in her washing machine with my new jeans along with a quarter gallon of bleach. It was almost through the wash cycle when she came in the house and discovered it.
Gen X here ......we got the last of the good old days .....mom n pop shops , businesses closed on sunday / holidays, community closeness ......sure miss it all !!!
so do I. Those really were the good days
Absolutely
Blue book laws, open houses
Yep. Days when there was actually nothing to do!
most stores were closed on Sundays
Nobody talking about our teen years?
How thankful I am there is no proof.
I was a bad little boy. 😀
@@SEKreiver I was a perfect angel of a teenage girl.
So angelic my mother threatened to send me to a convent and we aren’t Catholic.
But, man, oh, man did we have fun!
Our grade school playground and monkey bars were on CONCRETE!! It was great !
Inremember fall off those and having a goose egg so big i looked like Wiley coyote and the play ground "mom" told me to put snow on it and id be fine
I remember doing sport's day on concrete.
Yes, back then when broken arms were considered a normal part of childhood. I was a parent in the 80's and I was so proud that none of my kids ever broke anything.
My elementary school was coddling us when they gave us bare dirt with a light scattering of gravel for the monkey bars, swings and seesaws. The basketball area was asphalt, though- blacktop, as we called it then.
Asphalt, but otherwise same
We’re the last ones who could beat the tar out of each other without going to jail.
@@86crud But we never kicked after, when somebody was lying defeated on the floor. There was an unwritten codex.
@@Rondo2ooo True that. Never kick a man when he’s down.
I’m still amazed that so many of us survived. I had at least 5 near death experiences a week and just brushed it off and went on with my day. 😂😂😂
If you could get up and walk, then it was fine.
Same 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Only time my parents freaked out was when I put a knitting needle on my home made arrow and told them I was going to try to hit the neighbor’s kid since he teased I couldn’t hit him with the arrow. I was surprised that crossed some line. 😂
And all the things that happened, and it never occurred to me to tell my mom about the 20 near misses each day
Don’t tell your kids about it.
Growing up in the 70's,80's was the best ever. A blast! Wouldn't trade it for anything! We had lawn darts and realistic looking cap guns!
Those were the days! Born in 67 and the 70s, and 80s were the BEST!!!!!!!
I was born in 67 too. I can’t agree with you more !
Same!
Me too, best years to grow up. And had the best music ever.
Same 1967 rules!! 🥰
You're not Gen X then LMAO you're the left-out Gen LMAO
For those not born in the ‘70s, and not experiencing the ‘80s, I truly hate that you missed out.
71 child here.
Yep... when jokes could be FUNNY! And the MUSIC...ohohoh, listen to the music! Just too good! LYRICS! MELODIES!
The 80s sucked. I would have rather lived in the 60s and 70s.
@@HumanimalChannel Being a* teenager in the 80's was magical, the films, the music...
If I was complaining about something hurting, my Dad would always say "do you want me to cut it off?"
😂👍
Funny story on that one. I was building a 4 season sun room and during the early stages I had to staple in tarps because it was going to rain and my then 7 yr old daughter came up to ask me what I was doing. I kept working (albeit distracted) with the staple gun and while talking to her and positioning the tarp for my next staple, I accidentally fired a 3/4 inch staple into my left forearm. Completely buried the entire staple in my arm.
now I felt it but thought something had fallen and hit my arm so I'm looking up to see if anything else is going to fall and hit me when there shouldn't have been anything there in the first place and she's screaming at me that there's something in my arm and I need to go to the hospital to get it out. So my wife comes over to see what's going on and she's like Hey, it's your arm, you can deal with it. So I go over to the kitchen sink, grab the staple and pull it out and put it under water to rinse it clean while my wife went to get some peroxide and my daughter faints to the floor.
so here I am, 7 yr old in one hand dangling so she doesn't smack her head on the floor on the way down, one arm under running water and my wife and son walk back in and all my wife can do is laugh at me hysterically.
So I put my daughter down on the floor, dry my arm off and pour peroxide on it and my son's like what happened to her so I said she fainted when I pulled the staple out of my arm and he's like uh, shouldn't you have gone to the hospital. So I told him for that? The limb isn't hanging by a thread so I think I'm good and he says ok, should we be taking my sister to the hospital now? I said nope as I was filling a glass with cold water.
So he's like uh dad and I poured it on her face and she snapped awake. At this point, my wife is laughing so hard she can barely breathe, my son is completely traumatized that A) I didn't go to the hospital, B) didn't take his sister to the hospital and C) callously threw a glass of cold water in her face to wake her up.
So my daughter now awake and sputtering from all the water is like what happened so I told her you can clean up the water I just used to wake you up from when you fainted. You're welcome.
My son was like WTF dad so I said ok, you clean up the water then, I have work to do.
🤣🤣🤣🤣@@ArkLord001
@ArkLord001 hahaha I forgot about that until you said it. I heard that so many times.
They'll say are you bleeding to death? Don't worry about it you'll live.
Yup, we are tough, faught wars, raised kids, drove a manual car. We (Gen X) can do it all!
You left out that we could write in a secret language as well. Cursive writing. Not to mention we learned how to balance a checkbook, shop with Green Stamps (UHHH! They tasted so nasty. So glad when my mom got a moistener for those things). Oh and we knew what the hands on a clock meant. No digital clocks for us. Knew how to tie our own shoes as well.
Born in 62. Stood on the back of my Grandfather’s truck going 65 down the highway. Loved it
They still do that Thailand. Whole families.
Born in 68 which was great the only bad thing was when MLK died I was born
Ok Boomer.
I remember finally being old enough to sit up on the side of the truck bed. OMG
Trucks didn't go 65 back then.
I’m sick of you kids being underfoot - get outside and don’t come back until dinner time!
Yep, that was the norm.
Children were to be seen & not heard
or when the street lights came on.
....but it's rainin' and hailin' ma! Tiny rock hail. Quit you're complainin' and git. 🎉
And locked the door, had to knock to get a drink of water, playing all day in 100 degree heat..then it was there's a water hose outside 😂hot water coming out of the hose and tasted like rubber 😅those were the days..born in 66
We mowed the lawn in flip flops, we played with lawn darts, our fireworks were basically dynomite, flares, and crappy fuses, they were unsafe and insane. We spent our free time riding horses, dirt bikes, and jumping off a three story house onto a trampoline to see who could get the farthest bounce. We would get in literal physical fights with each other but nobody better mess with any of us, and if the parents asked no one would say anything. We were farm kids so we did our work but the rest of our time was floating rivers, plinking with guns, building things and blowing things up.
Farm kid here, born in 1970. I wreaked my first car at 15 driving to the farm to pick my mom up so she could get another load of grain….same day my brother was messing around with my dads gun and literally shot a hole in the house. My wreaking the family car didn’t seem so bad! lol…the car even had a bunch of corn stalks stuck in the axle! 😂
@@wendyflatt39 😆 🤣
Even suburb kids found a way to do most of that lollll
You know it!!
God help the farms!
Swinging really high on the swings then jumping of, or sliding down a stairway on our belly, playing Red Rover or duck, Duck, GOOSE!
I loved Red Rover!
That carousel spinner thing was deadly! hahaha! Loved it!
Everyone forgets Gen X. But we like it that way.
Yep, leave us alone!
yep (check out the first part of the video) we are the secret dive bar that only the locals no about
That's right? To be forgotten is also to be safe from peering eyes.
We do our own thing.
You haven't seen pain until you have experienced MERCURACHROME.
When mom got that out u knew u fed up bad. That was only when the insides were showing. But u never had an infection after that.
😂 lol.I had forgotten about that mercurochrome..
Ahh, that takes me back! 😃
Ha Ha! With the light saber applicator! That stuff was painful but magic. I miss it.
I loved the way it smelled though. And the pain told you it was working! 😆
And we’re all still alive and appreciated things in life !!
Well, we aren’t ALL still alive. But for those who are….it was good times with all that freedom.
I’m a boomer & I did the same things. My parents were never home.
Playground injuries were badges of honor.
Grated kneecaps and ankles anyone?
10- 4 and bare feet all summer.
@@predragbalorda Many many times.
Born in '62, so I was a little kid in the '60s, a big kid/teenager in the '70s, and a young man in the '80s. I couldn't have timed it better myself! It was the perfect time to be young!
Yep, right there with you.Nice breakdown.👍
Except for those 14 percent mortgage rates when it came time to buy our first house. The economy was in the toilet. And I remember we could only get gas in the car on certain days based on your license plate number. It took a few hours to get gas.
born 61 here... when I was 7 my uncle told me enjoy being a kid and have fun, you're in the best days of your life... and we sure did. Today, I see kids afraid to go out, faces to video games, and stupid (not smart) phones...we lived life, today they're afraid of it.
It suer was
@@tedebayer1 you are so right, and we are still alive to talk about it even though we damn near killed ourselves!!!
I was born in the last year of the Boomers. THIS was my life too. We would say "I'm going to go see what Bill is doing...." who lived straight across the street, and then our parents did't see us until supper time, and had no idea we were miles away from home, played in woods, went to a tennis court in a development off of the main road, rode our bikes down a loooong steep, tree and brush covered hill with turns on the trail, and a 10 foot cliff at the end, then got home in time for supper....minus a little less blood, a bruised kidney, and washed our hands before eating. Then after supper we were gone again until dark, and we played baseball in the field at the end of the dead end street until dark, after riding around our quadrant of the town on our bikes looking for more players out in their yards and yelling at them that we were going to "play ball at the field in an hour, do you wanna play?"
Our parents had only the faintest idea of where we were all day, and what we were up to 😅
But you had better be home when the street lights came on or your mom came out yelling your full name and no one survived the call of the middle name.
I’m with you. I don’t feel like a boomer at all. I relate completely with what this comedian says.
@@franciet99 I call it being transgenerational: born in the baby boom but identifying as gen X.
@@stephenpenrice1230 I’ll borrow if you don’t mind. 😜
Loved growing up back then.
Everything is so true 😂
Best times ever
Born in 1968. Don't forget that the media industry used child labor. Got my first paper route when I was 9 years old. Made about $1 a day delivering 50 newspapers in my neighborhood. Rain, snow, heat, whatever. And I was glad for that $1 because I didn't have to ask my single mom for money to go to the arcade to play Space Invaders and Pac-Man. Broke my arm in 1st grade on a totally unsafe skateboard. My mom told me to put ice on it. Took me to the doctor three days later. And she was a nurse!
My first paidcheck….
To daddy…😂😂😂
For three years delivered the Washington Post; up at 4, done by 6. 365 days a year. I could buy hot wheels and scale models.
I had a paper route too. I think I made about $80 a month and I spent it on a skateboard with Kryptonite wheels, an Altec Lansing stereo/many vinyl albums and of course Pop Rocks from the convenience store.
@@Gira21Gramos Oh yeah; records!
The only things we Gen-Xers are afraid of is quick sand and Sleestaks!
As a 47 year old Gen-Xer I can confirm that she is right. This is what nostalgia sounds like. Thanks.
76?..
As another 47 year old , I fully agree with you and her
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47 your still a kid.
Gen X was the last of the strong and tough generations.
Yep! 1965 here!
Yep, 1966 here. Out riding bikes, playing in fountains, or whatever mischief all day with no supervision!
100%
Millennials are strong but also the start of lazy teens lol. I was a hard worker til my back snapped.
The last generation to know life without the computer or smart phone.
There wasn’t bottled water back then. We drank straight from the garden hose and continued playing until the Sun set.
As a Gen Xer these were my "timeouts" - Mom would tell me go to your room and wait until your Father gets home. It was like being on death row, until the sheer terror of hearing the truck pull into the driveway, followed by - Son bring me my belt. Sometimes my Mother wouldn't tell my Father anything which was a suspended sentence requiring a probationary period of good behavior. This parental judiciary system of fear, discipline, and punishment builds character, I thank them for it to this day.
Me too. My mom spanked me one time only, because I faked crying. She caught me laughing with my little sister right after. It was the wait till your dad gets home from there on out.
Sorry to inform you, but that's called the cycle of abuse.
@@artemiseritu You don't need to tell me that. But I did survive.
@veronicacannon1500 Wow. Most of them didn't know any better, had probably been raised more "harshly" than we were, and were doing the best they could with the advice, information and experience they had (just like most parents of any generation).
@veronicacannon1500 No excuses, just facts. I too admit my mistakes and try to atone for them. My father sexually abused me. He's now dead. Can I forget or forgive him? No. But I move on the best I can. Hate and regret punish only me. I refuse to think of myself as a victim and I choose to be happy. I sure do wish you the best.
I remember jumping off railroad bridges into the river and when I told my mom, she told me where to find a higher bridge.
I love that 😂
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today parents would be arrested for even telling you that. Good times.
Me too!!
When your friend Bruce in Tennessee takes you all day jumping off a 40 ft cliff into a big lake. On arriving home his mom asks Bruce you didn't take them to that cliff where that boy jumped onto a school of baby watermocosins and bit him to death . . Did you? Bruce says Yes as he looks slyly over at me. . . . BRUCE!
"It's 10 pm Do you know where your kids are?" Was a thing for Gen X kids.
I remember walking to the corner store and buying a pack of cigs for Mom. As long as I had a note from Mom, it was legal.
There were vending machines with cigarettes!!!
in 1973 when I was 11 the headmaster of my school would get me to walk to the nearby store to buy cigarettes for him.
We didn't even need a note from our parents. Hell, our high school had a "students smoking court"!
Me too! At 6 years old, no Kroger clerk batted an eye.
@bcscratch Ha ha I remember not even needing a note!👍
Free Range kids! I was one too...
No curfew, no bike helmets, baby oil laying out at the beach all summer!
Great times❤
You were a step up from my sister. She rubbed Crisco on and fell asleep out in the sun. Needless to say, she got cooked.
"In or out!" Walked home from school alone at 9-years old.
I remember walking by myself through a canyon to go home, and I was five at the time.
I walked to and from school at 5!
I did at 6. I was supposed to stay after school one day for a movie, but got confused and walked home. No one was there, so I went to a neighbor and arranged for them to babysit me.
Erm 6...
Try 7
70s music! I was so distracted, enthralled, and blown away. I'd sneak down at midnight to the den and watch Midnight Express. And Soul Train.
Watching The Wizard of Oz exactly one time per year. Thirty five years later, my daughter’s school showed it in the gym every time it was too rainy to have recess outside and she got tired of watching it. I don’t think I ever adequately explained to her how unimaginable that would be to my eight-year-old self.
That witch and the Flying Monkeys traumatized me!
And then one day, that witch was earning her money in the role of Mrs. Olsen serving up Folger's coffee in television commercials... 🤔
Then I finally got a clue how the world was put together.
@@Xianne027 She appeared on Sesame Street once, in character, and they were flooded with complaints that it was too scary. The episode was never shown again in reruns. She also appeared on Mr Roger’s Neighborhood , but of course Fred Rogers knew the right way to present her. She came as herself, but carrying a small bag containing her witch costume. She put it on over her regular clothes while Mr Rogers explained it was all make-believe.
I live in Florida today what kids do for exercise in high school; they walk around the track with their clothes on looking at their phone. How sad. If it was raining we still had recess we had board games we could color, cut and paste etc.
@@Xianne027my sister who was 5 and in school , brought me to see it on a Saturday morning in the school hall, courtesy of the nuns. I was 3. Before TV in our area so first moving picture I ever saw. Traumatic experience. Scarred for life. The wicked witch melting😳. As with others during the summer out the door until we heard ( but pretended not to) the bell our mother rang to call us to dinner. 😊
We had outdoor recess regardless of the weather! No A/C in the school building either. We survived.
Born in 1977, would not trade my childhood in the 80s for anything, we had endless summers of bike riding, playing sports outside, going over to our friends houses, watching movies on regular TV, playing outside until the street lights came on, making forts, building a tree house, go-carts, Saturday Morning Cartoons, real dodgeball games, real bullies, crossing busy streets, avoiding kidnappers, the list goes on and on...oh remember roller skating, baseball and football cards...
Gen X will save this rotten egg of a country...if you were born between 1965 and 1981 than you are seen, heard, and needed to teach and save this world from itself.
MTV may have rocked us but we grew up to know what life really means...
God help us all!
The sixties were even better!
"If you break your leg don't come running to me."
I got that one also
I got my knee cut with a piece of glass, after my mom warned me " Don't bicycle race in the street"
I pinch the wound for hours until the bleeding stopped. I preferred that before than facing Mom's punishment
Learned about life from the party line 😂 and Captain Kangaroo
an we dont have premium youtube cause we're 70s kids , adverts dont bother us😂😂😂😂
Oh crap you’re right !! Keep trying UA-cam marketing !!!
*sticks out tongue *
good one
What? Ads piss me off to no end. AdBlock is a necessity.
Speak 4 yerself 😊
TRUTH!!!
Age 11, I Sneaked into a bar at night with my cousin to hear rock group Kansas play, in Kansas! Got caught and was told to sit on a stool in the back corner until the music ended and NOT make a SOUND! I did and got to hear and see everything. Then we sneaked home and climbed back in the window to the bedroom. No one was the wiser- what a great adventure! So nice of the bartender to let us stay
Was this in Topeka? I went to Topeka West but about six years after Carey Livgren graduated.
Love your story! My friends and I tried to do that for a Kiss concert at night in NYC, I put a dummy in my bed to make it look like I was sleeping and tried to sneak out. But little sis told my parents on me or I would have made it to the bus heading to Madison Square Garden! Years later I asked her why she told, she said she was afraid for my safety. I too was only about 11 then so she probably was right.
The bartender was probably impressed that an 11 year old had that good taste in music.
If you grew up in the late sixties and early seventies and it happened today your parents would be in prison for child abuse..
Mom would say wait till your father gets home and my brother would put on 6 pairs of underwear just before he got home.😂😊😮
I got the idea to put books in my pants. It worked. My dad almost broke his hand. 😂
if a parent back then fussed over their kid in front of the group, that kid was branded the neighborhood sissy.
Baby Boomer here! I went to Catholic school in the 196]'s! Eastern European nuns, Felixian order from Poland! You got introuble at school you got in trouble at home! Dad was a Former US Naval officer! LIKE Baron Von Trapp without the whistle! Trapp family was Austrian . My dad had German ancestry! LoL!
Felician order
We knew 30+ phone numbers by memory. And that spiral phone cord could reach every room of the house ... Oh and butter for BURNS 😅
"Don't bleed on the carpet" was literally what Dad would tell me!
I threw up pickled beets on my moms new beige carpet , thought my life was over 😂😂😂
We had carpets in only 2 rooms and us kids were not allowed in either of them without our parents with us. So it ws don't bleed on your Mom's fresh cleaned floors or we will both get a beating.
In Germany it was this: Indians (american natives) know no pain...so why do you?
We sat up ramps for our bikes to jump with no helmets or any protective gear👍😄💫✌️
omg... my friends first attempt at a table-top failed: couldn't get the bike back under him and he literally landed on his knees - outstretched, still holding onto the handlebars. he slid like superman 20 feet or so, rolled over and howled. We still biked home - nobody called anyone.
The ramp I used was a small hill that we jump the bike off into the woods
You missed the fact that Ricky would lay long ways on the ground. . . Easy jump... don't move.
Never helmets,,,, not even for dirt bikes. That banana seat was safety enough.
scrolllingggggg and found it , yep exactly.
Born in 1965 here…our backyard was adjacent to a canyon….literally would goout the back gate and play with pollywogs, see coyotes, endless tarantulas, silver backyard slide (2000 degrees in the summer) and we came home at dark. We spoke to people, danced in groups in our living rooms (especially the Hustle), went roller skating, rode our bikes, etc. what a wonderful upbringing!
Yes! I did all that stuff too, even 'the hustle' with a group of friends in the living room, and also 'the walk' that was a thing then too. Everything except the pollywogs, coyotes an tarantulas {none to be found in New Jersey 😆}.
I think you were in a cult
Same here and same year, hop the fence and don't look back. We built tree forts, underground forts, damned up creeks and stocked them with the fish we caught 2 miles away after putting pennies on the railroad tracks until they were as big as our calloused little hands.
Jars FULL of pollywogs that died in our garage 😂
How do so many people here live the same life yet never met. Here we are❤. Pennies on tracks and forts with sheets as doors.🎉@@jimhazel1544
We rode our bikes all over town all day and played outside at night. We didn't need cell phones, we talked to each other on walkie-talkies and CB radios. Binge-watching meant going to the theater for the sixth time to see Rocky. We ate dinner on TV tables and had every network schedule (all three!) memorized. We ordered stuff from catalogs and when the package arrived weeks later it was an event. We didn't play games online, we sat around the dining room table and played Monopoly all night. Those were the days.
As someone who was born in 1970, I can confirm that everything she says is 100% accurate, and was 100% AWESOME! A couple of things she didn't mention, riding in the back of pickup trucks, Dynamite magazine, and watching Dialing for Dollars movies during the day.
And Tang and Kix cereal.
I was born in '59, and we were worse, I came home constantly needing stitches. We were explorers, gone all day on our bikes, swimming in Niagara Falls Dufferin Islands, diving off of bridges into 4-5 feet of water, shallow dive, one kid was rushed to hospital. Another got sucked into the Hydro tunnel downstream. Lots of adventure, no parents around, I was maybe 10.
@@EnzoFerenczyo '62 here and a Fort Erie kid, as a young girl bruises all over my legs and knees from stupid stuff and the scars to prove it, living at Crystal Beach and not being able to sleep for sunburn, jumping off the lifeguard stands, riding my bike everywhere with no brakes, ate pixie sticks, Lik'emAid, pop rocks and black candies with an unmentionable name...good times :)
@@_Y.Not_ I remember going the store and buying lots of candies for 5 for a penny 3 for a nickel, chocolate bars were 5 cents and soda too, my favorite was orange popsicles after that long ride in the summer. Niagara Falls was like living in Disney World as a kid. Skylon tower, heck we used to even go golfing.
My comment mysteriously disappeared twice because I mentioned the candy you said was a no no. Lol I wasn't even finished typing and ZAP big brother swooped in! Thanks for the comment and the memories, it really made my day. I don't appreciate these little snots giving me their ultimate smear, OK, boomer. You guys are so weak, it bleeds my heart for what you've missed buried in your phones and games. Good Night ALL.
Heh Dialing for Dollars with George Allen, that was local show for me, apparently syndicated elsewhere.